A new split hasn't left me alone for a few days now and has just kind of. started therapizing me(is that even a fucking word?) and he's making me realize and accept some things. every time we fucking talk I start crying and im angry about it why am i like this. He says he's concerned for me. Yeah dude! I am struggling right now! Because of YOU and the other fuckers who showed up! I'm fucking stressed, my head hurts SO bad and YOU aren't leaving me alone! I'm handling all the outside problems basically alone. Nobody is coming to fucking help me. Nobody is coming to fucking save me. Nobody. I have to do it myself and I shouldnt HAVE to and that's why I'm prickly and quiet and cold and whatever the fuck right now. Everyone has their place and I guess mine is the fuckin pilot seat. Forever.